Delusional Parasitosis

Doubt covers the skin.
And yet not doubt, yet as sure as spring.
A new creepiness: one, two, three
thousand little doubts and frustrations crept up
from the past, and descended finally in a Biblical deluge.
An innocent box of matzoh, seal broken, a conduit
for decades of unscratched itches.
One plague, two plagues, three plagues times the number of fingers, etc.
But the worst plague of all descends alone, on only one,
the worst plague is invisible and improbable,
tingling skin static humming: ignore ignore ignore ignore ignore.